Facing the Elephants

<p>Excerpt from Prologue:</p><p>“Wake up” she said slapping my cheek a little. “Who is here with you?”</p><p>“No one is here with me right now” I said.</p><p>I don’t remember if I asked why they wanted to know but the nurse said “We are prepping the O.R. right now for surgery. Your abdomen is full of blood.”</p><p>“I’m tired and I want to go to sleep.”</p><p>The nurse looked at me intently. “You’re not tired. You’re dying.</p><p>”She was right. I died that night. Not once but three times. However those deaths are not the end of my story. Little did I know then death can be just the beginning.</p>